Chapter 71: : The terrible son of Qing

This matter, the agarwood bowl naturally agreed.
When I went back, I washed the fruits and brought them to Murong Rongzhi.
Watching Murong Rongzhi eagerly pick it up and put it in his mouth.
The agarwood bowl stretched out his face. Fortunately, fortunately, the picky master is not so difficult to serve now. It can be seen that he also trusts Miss Chuntao's eyes very much.
"My son, how delicious are these cherries?"
Actually, the cherries in season are not so delicious.
However, Murong Rongzhi stared at the little girl staring at herself.
Therefore, it is assumed that she bought it specially to honor him.
"It's OK!"
"Haha, did I know that Sister Taozi's vision is the best."
The cherries that I swallowed became sour immediately in my mouth.
Murong Rongzhi spit out.
"What are you talking about?"
Seeing his reaction so strongly, the eyes of the agarwood bowl were shining.
A small round face is even more crooked with smile.
"My son, didn't I tell you, today I went to the market with Sister Taozi and others. Then, I asked Sister Taozi to pick these cherries. It can be seen that they are delicious."
For some reason, Murong Rongzhi would not have much appetite when he looked at the cherry.
He irritably pushed the cherries toward the agarwood bowl.
"It's alright, I can't leave it alone today. Pick later, you pick it yourself. Don't let her get involved."
Chenxiangwan said with a bitter expression, "But I don't understand."
Murong Rongzhi kicked the table in front of her angrily.
"If you don't understand, you can't learn it, pig brain."
This pig-headed young master, the elder sister for two generations, how can he not pick. I just want to leave the opportunity to those who are prepared.
I dare not say this. I can only hold the cherries bought by the ordinary peach girl through gritted teeth, turn around, and reward Xiao Qi and Murong Xiude.
These two people don't dislike it.
"Hey, it's really delicious. Although the cherries are a little sour at this time, they can taste the fresh ones. It really shines in the light of Young Master Qing."
Xiao Qi, the foodie, smacked his lips and picked up another cherry.
Murong Xiude frowned when he saw the agarwood bowl on one side, looking sad.
He put a cherry into her mouth.
"Wan'er eat too."
I accidentally touched Miss Sister’s lips.
A strange wave crossed.
The little guy is impatient.
Those eyes were afraid to look at people.
"Jiuye, you said, how can our son Qing accept the peach girl?"
Xiao Qi shook his head.
"I don't know about this. You want me to come up with an idea about what to eat, maybe I can still think of it. If you like someone, don't understand." His life only knows how to eat and drink.
Not to be scolded by the masters in the mansion, that's great.
Murong Xiude's eyes lit up.
Let Murong Rongzhi fall in love with other women. This is a good idea.
He thought about it seriously, and said to Chenxiangwan seriously.
"Miss sister, wait for me to give you the answer tomorrow."
"Ah, where are you going to find the answer?"
Looking at the child's serious face, Chen Xiangwan's forehead question mark.
"I have my own way, now I will go outside for a while."
After a few steps, he warned Xiao Qi again.
"You just cook with Wan'er at home. Hugh is too lazy."
Xiao Qi nodded obediently. When the son-in-law left, he leaned in front of his sister.
"Sister, let me tell you, this nine son is a stubborn kid. In the academy, several little girls smiled beautifully at him, but he was cold and didn't look at him. Look at other little girls.
One of the thin-faced little girls was startled crying by his cold face. "
"Yeah, there are peach blossoms at such a young age?" The agarwood bowls were surprised, how come they developed so early.
"That's not right, that little girl wanted to play with the son, but she was shocked by the son of our family when she opened her mouth. You said, this makes the little girl so irritable."
The agarwood bowl nodded deeply.
Actually, at such an age of eight or nine years old, there are so many private affairs of men and women.
It's nothing more than seeing a beautiful little person, I feel good, and I want to get closer. It's just that she couldn't imagine Murong Xiude's appearance in the cold.
Indeed, in her impression, the little guy is like a warm brother.
Thinking of this, she deliberately stared at Xiaoqi.
"The master son's affairs, you have to arrange it, there is no such thing as a bad idea."
Xiao Qi shrank her head and quickly turned around, "Sister, I'd better choose vegetables."
Miss sister is terrible.
After Murong Xiude went out, he found one of his brothers who was pleasing to the eye in the name of discussing his studies.
It is said that this junior brother’s brother has always been a dragon and phoenix in matters of men and women. Therefore, it must be extremely effective to find him to understand these things.
Turning around, Murong Xiude replied shyly and told Sister Xiaowan his answer.
"Ah, are these methods really feasible?"
Chenxiangwan looked suspiciously at the little boy in front of him. He was seven or eight years old, with pink lips and snowy skin, his eyes were as bright as star lips, and he was shy.
At this time, I was asked one more question, and the blush was at the root of my ears.
"These methods are all summed up by my junior brother's brother, and he is absolutely effective. You can take it expediently and let Brother Qing get the hang of it."
"This, all right."
Thinking of this, the agarwood bowl also gave up.
In order for Murong Rongzhi to resuscitate her, she now has to guide whether it is in terms of language or food.
It is based on the responsibility of this guidance that the little girl feels that the burden on her shoulders is so heavy.
"My son, look, what does this pretty lady mean..."
Murong Rongzhi heard that the little girl had to ask her own verse, so she quickly explained it.
"A fair lady means that there is a beautiful woman, and every man in the world wants to marry her."
The agarwood bowl nodded clearly.
Looking at him with a shy face, with big watery eyes. At this time, with shame, Murong Rongzhi who looked at him was secretly happy. It is impossible that this little girl is so young that she is a little bit open. ?
He looked critically at the girl in front of him, her small face was tender and red.
A pair of big eyes are bright and clear, and long eyelashes are swept lightly, and everyone's heart and soul are itchy.
"It turned out to be like this, I don't know, when the girl grows up, she will become a slim woman."
The fat girl said, looking down at her small arms and legs. It seems that there is meat in Kai.
"Just like you, it's still slender, a little fleshy." Let this son reluctantly accept you.
"My son...I am not fat..."
The agarwood bowl is out of breath.
Stomping, red eyes, a pair of beautiful pupils with tears, and a small mouth, almost no oil can.
Which woman is not beautiful.
She hates her feet now being poked.
Murong Rongzhi was even more proud, reaching out and scraping her little nose.
"Oh, you are a little fat guy, when no one wants it, let this son reluctantly keep it."
The pupils of Chenxiangwan's ears shrank suddenly, this person wants to accept himself? How can that be good!
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